In whose hands is Shang Jielan's guardianship?

Not to mention Yang Long, even the Song family doesn't know much about this problem, it stands to reason that it should be Song Qingyan.

But no one expected it to be Meng Jiangchao!

In this regard, Meng Jiangchao said: I can't eat dry rice for more than eight years, right?

Could it be that the Song family always thinks that their carefully selected son-in-law eats soft rice?

Not only Shang Jielan, but even Shang Shijun's guardian is already Meng Jiangchao.

Song Qingyan looked very angry about this: "Why is Lan Lan's account already in your name, but I don't know?"

"No!" Meng Jiangchao smiled and comforted Song Qingyan, who was already surprisingly angry, "Her household registration is in the name of Brother Shang, but after registering the marriage, I went to the court to apply for her guardianship." ”

Song Qingyan glared at him fiercely, didn't speak, but smashed all the Shangnair limited edition perfume Midsummer Honey that she bought for 800,000 yuan.

In this regard, Meng Jiangchao looked at the perfume very distressed: "This is 800,000!"

In fact, he didn't care about 800,000, but he knew that Song Qingyan couldn't see his shallow-eyed and childish behavior.

Sure enough, Song Qingyan's anger, which was originally only six points, suddenly rose to ten: "Isn't it just a broken perfume!" As she spoke, she swept down the other bottles and cans on the dresser, listened to the crisp sound of a room, and snorted coldly: "Hillbilly!"

In this regard, Meng Jiangchao just smiled good-naturedly, but what he had in his heart was indifference and hatred. Sigh: When the real nobles were with you, you were so dissatisfied.

Now that he has to marry him, Meng Jiangchao still dislikes him for not being a nobleman.

But Meng Jiangchao doesn't care, he is not like Shang Aiguo, and Shang Aiguo may have some emotional entanglements.

When he came to the Shang family, he had a deep hatred for the Song family, and he hated Song Qingyan the most!

Watching Song Qingyan vent her anger on herself, Meng Jiang supernaturally guessed that the person she hated was not him, but the eldest lady.

A woman like Song Qingyan who did something wrong, but did not have a trace of guilt and reflection, but turned her anger on innocent people, does not deserve to be happy.

Meng Jiangchao asked her to push herself and the happy life she longed for farther and farther away!

Gently picking up the glass shards on the ground and the diamonds inlaid on the shards, Meng Jiangchao lowered his head and said to himself: Soon, quickly, don't worry!

When he picked up the fragments, he also said softly to Song Qingyan: "Be careful, don't step on the fragments." ”

You must know that Song Qingyan is a casual and reckless elegant woman, which is why she was able to spend eight years capturing the love of the cold-faced son of the Shang family.

Being loved by such a woman sometimes makes you feel very happy.

Shang Aiguo still regretted it before he died.

Because he knew that one of his regressions might put the Shang family's last hope in a bad situation.

So he asked Meng Jiangchao.

"I'm going to change the guardian tomorrow!" Song Qingyan finally snorted, but she didn't expect that Meng Jiangchao was not the object she could control.

Otherwise, the guardianship of Shang Xie Lan and Shang Shijun will not be quietly changed.

Meng Jiangchao didn't answer, Song Qingyan glanced at him and muttered in a low voice: "Wretched!"

"That's right, where did Lan Lan go?" Song Qingyan didn't want to talk about anything related to Monk Xie Lan at all, if it wasn't for her. Song Qingyan thought that her life as the eldest lady of the Song family would not be like this!

Her lover back then is now on the rise and has become a provincial governor, if it wasn't for the Shang family, she would be the lady of the feudal officials.

Instead of being the wife of an ordinary guard, as is the case now!

Meng Jiang supernaturally guessed her thoughts, but he didn't care. Just like Captain Kuroshio who threw away the rank of colonel and the rank of major general who was about to be promoted, but insisted on coming to Song Qingyan's side to protect the two children.

Song Qingyan is really a strange person inside.

It's like she has always resented the Shang family for harboring treasures, and she wants to force her to give up her happiness to take it.

Her hatred for Shang Xie Lan is also like this, hating her existence made Shang Aiguo die, and she was able to obtain some of the Shang family's last inheritance.

Even if Song Qingyan has been treating Shang Xie Lan well on the surface, people who have really gotten along with her know her perfunctory.

Shang Xie Lan, whom he knows, is too smart, but he is afraid that he has been watching Song Qingyan's one-man show!

Song Qingyan, who likes to walk barefoot on the carpet at home, naturally sat obediently back on the soft couch on the balcony by the window in the face of the debris on the ground.

She was dressed in white silk pajamas, revealing her beautiful body wantonly, with long hair scattered and her head tilted like a little princess who did not know anything about the world. She asked, "Meng Jiangchao, do you think I'm making trouble unreasonably?"

Meng Jiangchao, who had been lowering his head to pick up glass shards, didn't want to speak, so he said perfunctorily: "No." ”

Song Qingyan's anger came up again, and he smashed the craft cup in his hand on the carpet, and the splashed glass ballast hit the man, and he didn't dodge or dodge.

There was a patch that ran straight across his handsome cheek, flying out without a trace of blood.

But Meng Jiangchao's face oozed a little bit of blood, and he didn't move but continued to pick up the glass.

"Okay!" Song Qingyan drank coldly, the posture of the little princess just now was torn apart, and now she still looks like a sloppy noblewoman.

"Sister-in-law Song!" she picked up the landline and dialed the phone in the maid's room, "Let someone come and change the carpet in my room!"

The 11,000-square-meter carpet is now the end of its life, at least its owner will not think of using it again.

The debris on the ground didn't need him to clean up, Meng Jiangchao stood up and looked for a medicine kit to wipe the wound with alcohol.

It hurts a little, he thought.

He's getting squeamish these days!

The original life of bullets and bullets has become comfortable, and the experience of life and death is also like another person's memory.

Can a comfortable life corrupt a man's heart?

I can't!

Meng Jiangchao quietly poked the wound with an alcohol swab, you see that hatred is like this wound, it will hurt if you touch it, and you will remember it.

Fortunately, he did not have the habit of disfigurement and seeking innocence, so he quickly treated the wound and used trauma medicine to paste it.

The carpet was quickly replaced, Song Qingyan didn't care about that anymore, she drank it contentedly with a glass of milk.

I have to say that many times she is a beautiful woman with the meaning of a little girl.

Even though she's forty years old this year.

She is a mother of two.

This is not very charming in Meng Jiangchao's eyes, after all, he has been watching her like this for seven years.

Even if he finally forced Song Qingyan to marry a rough soldier like him, they were not very close.

He had no love for her.

Song Qingyan also knew that Meng Jiangchao would not be happy with her in the Song family's mansion.